Inara_Me

*Dark Mafia Romance*
Pregnant. 
"I.." she blinked at the words that were blinding her. "I.."
"I? I? What, Evelyn?" Salvatore spat, making her flinch. "What is it that you want to say, say it loud and fucking clear!" 

She jumped on the spot and closed her eyes in fear. "I.." 

"What?!" His scream was powerful enough that Evelyn jumped on the spot and started to cry. Why was this happening to her? Why were these papers in front of her? 

"I don't know," she screamed back with rivers of tears flowing down her face. "I don't know what happened. I don't know what's happening!" 

Salvatore chuckled darkly and shook his head as he barked out at her, "You don't know what's going on? Fine, I will tell you what's going on. You are three months pregnant with the child of a man that you spent one night with." His voice lowered several octaves and deepened. He was controlling himself. 

The reality made her close her eyes and lower her head. 

The product of a one night stand was inside her womb. 

This reason alone was enough for her father to discard her had he been alive and he was her father but Salvatore was her husband. She opened her eyes and looked at him again. What was he going to do? 

****

Salvatore had never let the information out. No one knew that he had the same darkness inside him that his father carried in his veins. 

He had buried it successfully until she came along. 

Evelyn.

~Not for faint hearted.~

Chaos In The Darkness; Salvatores's Salvation

Silently and still in shock she watched him walk out of the door and close it shut behind him. Evelyn continued to stare at the door before she blinked her eyes and lowered herself into a sitting position on the bed.

Did he really just say that to her?

Not only was he not going to pleasure her, Salvatore had taken the right away from her to do it herself too.

Talk about being a selfish bastard and he took it all to another level.

But the question was, how would he know what she was doing? Unless…

Evelyn set up right on the bed before her eyes moved to every nook and corner of the bedroom, especially the ceilings. There had to be some kind of camera here otherwise he could never know and she could act like she was frustrated in the morning.

Sexually frustrated - II